A Sticky End

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Introduction

A Sticky Death "Get Your Super Glue Here! Strongest bonding apparatus there is!" yelled Matthew, a renowned "inventor". People all around the world, knew that he had created many fantastic products which helped ease the burden on their lives. Little did these citizens know that, Matthew was in fact, a con-artist. Matthew had not created any of these inventions himself; he didn't even have a creative mind like the other inventors, all he had done was just befriended unfortunate victims, stole their gadgets, patented them, and sold them for profit with not even a single cent going back to the original designer. "Hurry before it all sells out! This glue may not be the cheapest, but it's worth the price! This superglue is unlike any other, it's the strongest one ever invented!" exclaimed Matthew, "Only $50 a tube!!" "I'll buy it, if you prove to me that it really works," replied a potential buyer. "Yeah!" roared the crowd in unison, which had gathered at the town square to see what all the commotion was about. "OK then, I'll show you its worthiness!" screamed Matthew. Matthew was prepared for this; many of his "inventions" had to be proven to work before any buyers were convinced to purchase his stolen goods. ...read more.

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He knew he had to get away from Pendleton quickly, away from all the angry customers, because in exactly three hours, this glue would cease to serve its purpose. Matthew knew that although the strongest type ever made, would not last forever. Each tube he sold gave him a $45 profit. The glue was in fact not glue but a paste he made out of garbage he found at the dumps. He too stole this idea from another con-artist. It was 1pm when society literally fell apart in Pendleton. The glue had now officially stopped working. Angry people ran onto the streets demanding refunds. However, by now there was no trace of Matthew on the streets. He had disappeared and was already at the next town, Winchester. Matthew followed the same procedure when selling his product at the next town. He gathered a crowd, proved to them glue actually worked and soon sold out his entire allocated amount. He then, once again, packed his mobile store and rushed to the next store. Matthew entered his vehicle and turned on the engine. Suddenly, someone knocked on his window, and Matthew faced him. He rolled down his windows and they began to converse. ...read more.

Conclusion

But before he could finish his sentence, Matthew plunged back to the earth, helped down by gravity. 1068 Words Reflection Statement My first attempt at the short story was a disaster. I did not think the storyline was good enough after writing my first draft, so I decided to start again. It involved a fantasy/action genre, however it was too stereotypical. It was too predictable and simple. I also could not reach the word limit. However, the night I scrapped my original work, my parents broke a vase and they decided to glue it back together. I was watching them, and then I pondered, what would happen if the glue did not work. That was my inspiration. After writing three drafts, I finally created my final perfected copy. My new story involving superglue, in my opinion, was humourous. There was also a small twist at the end. My first draft, I went over the word limit by three hundred words. I had to shorten and correct my story. However, if the word limit was extended a bit more, I would have been able to write an even better story. After writing this story, and reading numerous manuals on how to write short stories, I am now able to write even better ones. My perspective and judgement on stories have also changed. Before this assignment, I disliked composing short stories, however, now, I enjoy writing. ...read more.

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